Twdg Violet Novels & Stories

I bit out, unable to stay quiet any longer. Fucking hell I was going to kill her when she was sober. Instead of answering right away, Violet mulled over my question by humming some unknown song, lazily dragging her fingers up and down her sopping wet torso. The sounds she let out led me to believe whatever drug Lorenzo had given her was laced with Wolfsbane. She mewled and panted as though every brush of her fingers was bringing her closer to the edge. “Violet.” I snarled, and her eyes snapped open.

And Violet watched. She leaned against the workbench, a clipboard dangling from her fingers, her own grease-stained coveralls unzipped to the sternum, showing the tight black tank top beneath. Her hair, a dark auburn mane, was tied up in a messy knot, tendrils escaping to curl against her neck. She took a slow sip from her coffee mug, the liquid bitter and cold. “Hudson,” she called out, her voice not loud but clear, cutting through the garage’s din.

your hands. In two weeks the pictures will all glow bright when the plants are fully grown. You will then warm the heart of the garden and immediately pour the pound water as before. When the glow changes from the hunter green to a lilac color. You will then go to the back door and allow yourself to be cocooned . This cocoon will include the door. You will sleep in this cocoon the whole time as it forms and when it is destroyed. I can not tell you how long that will take dear as I don't know. Have a bucket of that special water from the pond ready when the cocoon is destroyed, someone will have to throw this water on you to keep you from overheating. Jay honey I know it will be you who take

She frowned at once, and then took two more sips. "What's going on?" Violet looked down and said, "There's something wrong with the taste. Who wants to explain it to me?" "Er..." All the men lowered their heads. Violet was famous for her strictness, and she had a good knowledge of red wine. It was impossible to hide it from her.

Like an obedient child, I went to the bathroom for a quick bath. Shortly after, I was done. The water was cool and soothing. I felt refreshed and hence returned to my room. I was wearing only a white towel around my body, which reached mid-thigh high. Water dripped from my wet hair which fell to my back “Damn, it's losing its color,” I forgot about the virgin flower on my back. After I lost my virginity, Violet made me eat a sacred plant from our world. It would return the color to purple. That way no one would suspect I was touched by another male

Tonight, the moon goddess stopped mocking me. Tonight, I slipped into Wolves-Heaven unnoticed. The city lights pulsed like a living heartbeat as I followed two familiar figures through the streets. Violet. Zoey. They were laughing. Laughing. My chest tightened painfully. Violet wore a dress I had never seen before… black, soft, dangerous. It clung to her like midnight itself. Her hair spilled over her shoulders like liquid shadow, catching flashes of neon light. Men stared openly as she passed, hungry eyes devouring every movement.

They volunteered to help me get ready for my plan to seduce Adam. "Is this okay?" Violet asked as she stepped back twice and scrutinized my chest while still holding the brush and my contour palette. She's in charge of my makeup, which she says should be a 'no makeup' look so it won't be obvious that I got dolled up. But she went all out on the contouring of my chest to make my breasts look bigger. Leigh nodded as she also examined my chest, standing beside Violet. "Yes. That looks good," she commented.

Violet was sure Curzon was using them to manipulate her into accepting his offerings but their lives were far more important than her pride. "Names," Violet said, sighing. The maids looked confused. "Tell me your names. Names are important." "I'm Olivia," replied the redhead. "And I'm Hestia." Violet accepted the key from Hestia. "Show me the way." *** Violet tried on six different dresses, each one so crowded with decadence there was little room left for her. They were long, like Chione's Parvara wardrobe, which left Violet feeling consumed by fabric. But she chose a pale blue organza that clung tight to her waist and fell from her shoulders like water, flowing behind her into the dress's t

Fine, everyone has their time for wanting to throw a fucking tantrum, but throwing a tantrum like the one the bitch is throwing is just on a scale of please run me over with a truck. For fuck's sake, Vanilla flavours were only sold in Vino. Which is a whole bratty place on its own. Dressing doesn't take much of my time, possibly because I'm too pissed to actually know what I'm doing or think twice about it before I walk down the stairs, hurrying to the parking space "Alex" He appears. Just like he always does which at first was weird but one gets used to it "Master Strawberry" "Car key" I hold out my satin gloved hand as he places the Audi key in my hand, giving a small bow while I walk to t

Elise asked but Violet shook her head. “ Valdosta is supposed to make him break that covenant or turn him into a mind control zombie. She is also a world class hypnotist too. She is really good at what she does and she should not be underestimated at all.” violet explained and the both of them nodded. But before Bianca could launch into her own findings, a woman dressed in a purple hood and a hat made with webs and cotton walked into the restaurant attracting their attention. She began stumbling and walking into people making people to leave the road for her and before they could say jack.